— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"......then we don't actually know how to turn you back"
Archon’s fur bristles in fear. “No, no no.. I can’t stay like this.”
"Hm... maybe bright could help? Then again he's never a safe bet" he sighs, "And not like the guards would help"
“Bright? Who’s bright?” Archon lashes its tail.
"Righr, you're a newer scp around here. Brights one of the more notorious doctors" He messes with their tail
It continues to sway, almost with a mind of its own. Archon doesn’t comment on Sam’s behavior. “Notorious? How so?”
"Well, he's actually an scp. Immortality does cause some... mental issues" He says, smiling as it moves
“I would assume so. But I don’t know why he would help me.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Its tail twitches. Archon leans down to be eye level. “Why do you keep doing that?”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Its tail twitches. Archon leans down to be eye level. “Why do you keep doing that?”
"I've never seen a person with a tail" He looks then in the eye happily
“I’m not a person.” It retorts, but makes no movement to move its tail. “And we have more pressing matters to attend to. Like.. how you subjugated me with minimal effort and reduced my form to something lowly like..” it gestures to itself. “This.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Its tail twitches. Archon leans down to be eye level. “Why do you keep doing that?”
"I've never seen a person with a tail" He looks then in the eye happily
“I’m not a person.” It retorts, but makes no movement to move its tail. “And we have more pressing matters to attend to. Like.. how you subjugated me with minimal effort and reduced my form to something lowly like..” it gestures to itself. “This.”
"You're like a dog," He grins, "Head pets help everyone"
Its tail twitches. Archon leans down to be eye level. “Why do you keep doing that?”
"I've never seen a person with a tail" He looks then in the eye happily
“I’m not a person.” It retorts, but makes no movement to move its tail. “And we have more pressing matters to attend to. Like.. how you subjugated me with minimal effort and reduced my form to something lowly like..” it gestures to itself. “This.”
"You're like a dog," He grins, "Head pets help everyone"
Archon looks offended. “I am not a dog.”
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— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fanδ — making a smoothie for meta ——————| EXTENDED SIG |—————— Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Its tail twitches. Archon leans down to be eye level. “Why do you keep doing that?”
"I've never seen a person with a tail" He looks then in the eye happily
“I’m not a person.” It retorts, but makes no movement to move its tail. “And we have more pressing matters to attend to. Like.. how you subjugated me with minimal effort and reduced my form to something lowly like..” it gestures to itself. “This.”
"You're like a dog," He grins, "Head pets help everyone"
Anasta sat in her office that overlooked the fields and walls below. The stone columns and bricked walls making this feel more like a prison for her than a place to keep the worlds problems.
She tied back her auburn hair into a small bun as she took a deep breath. The O5 Council had looked over the sugared lies she had fed them, that a D-Class had escaped and shot her in the arm, about how the medical team had to dismember her, and they had bought it. She had fudged medical work of her surgery and witnesses had lied. She had made sure no camera footage was left behind of Archon being let out of containment. She had been very through.
They O5 Council had been kind and presented her with a prosthetic. Nothing special but it hide that she was now missing an arm. They had told her to start wearing gloves so nobody could tell what was real and what was fake. She didn’t care, if she wasn’t dying behind a chemical shed for letting loose an SCP, she was happy.
She put on her lab coat, the gloves, and her badge. She wore one of her nicer, pale blue blouses. Not only was the facility strict about their Secure, Contain, Protect protocol, they were strict about their dress code. She picked up her clipboard, slipped her pistol into her shoulder holster, and picked up her pen, tucking behind her ear.
Yet another day of getting D-Classes to fill out sheets to prove they were not insane.
SCP 3627 was sitting in its containment, but bodies had begun to pile up inside of its room. It was cleaning day for it, and it was planning to put as many people it could into REM sleep as it could possible. D-Classes, Soldiers, Researchers, The Medical team… all asleep for as long as the SCP could chime out its music.
Small papers had begun to appear on each of the bodies, a note addressed to the person about their dream. Taunting them about what they held in their minds.
Here’s Archon:
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
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Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
“I would assume so. But I don’t know why he would help me.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*hmm i might join this*
He shrugs, poking their tail a couple times
*ya!*
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
Its tail twitches. Archon leans down to be eye level. “Why do you keep doing that?”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
*okay I’ll come up with a character*
"I've never seen a person with a tail" He looks then in the eye happily
“I’m not a person.” It retorts, but makes no movement to move its tail. “And we have more pressing matters to attend to. Like.. how you subjugated me with minimal effort and reduced my form to something lowly like..” it gestures to itself. “This.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"You're like a dog," He grins, "Head pets help everyone"
Archon looks offended. “I am not a dog.”
— δ cyno • he/him • number one paladin fan δ —
making a smoothie for meta
——————| EXTENDED SIG |——————
Φ • happily married to my lovely redpelt, minmaxer, microbiology student, and lover of anything colored red • Φ
"Wolf?" He guesses
*Good morning friends :]*
Anasta sat in her office that overlooked the fields and walls below. The stone columns and bricked walls making this feel more like a prison for her than a place to keep the worlds problems.
She tied back her auburn hair into a small bun as she took a deep breath. The O5 Council had looked over the sugared lies she had fed them, that a D-Class had escaped and shot her in the arm, about how the medical team had to dismember her, and they had bought it. She had fudged medical work of her surgery and witnesses had lied. She had made sure no camera footage was left behind of Archon being let out of containment. She had been very through.
They O5 Council had been kind and presented her with a prosthetic. Nothing special but it hide that she was now missing an arm. They had told her to start wearing gloves so nobody could tell what was real and what was fake. She didn’t care, if she wasn’t dying behind a chemical shed for letting loose an SCP, she was happy.
She put on her lab coat, the gloves, and her badge. She wore one of her nicer, pale blue blouses. Not only was the facility strict about their Secure, Contain, Protect protocol, they were strict about their dress code. She picked up her clipboard, slipped her pistol into her shoulder holster, and picked up her pen, tucking behind her ear.
Yet another day of getting D-Classes to fill out sheets to prove they were not insane.
SCP 3627 was sitting in its containment, but bodies had begun to pile up inside of its room. It was cleaning day for it, and it was planning to put as many people it could into REM sleep as it could possible. D-Classes, Soldiers, Researchers, The Medical team… all asleep for as long as the SCP could chime out its music.
Small papers had begun to appear on each of the bodies, a note addressed to the person about their dream. Taunting them about what they held in their minds.
𝔾𝕖𝕥 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕠𝕡 𝕤𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕗, 𝕕𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖 𝕣𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕤, 𝕡𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕔𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕞𝕚𝕤𝕤𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕥𝕦𝕟𝕖 𝕠𝕗 𝕥𝕦𝕞𝕓𝕝𝕖𝕣𝕤 𝕔𝕝𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
𝔻𝕖𝕒𝕝 𝕞𝕖 𝕚𝕟, 𝕜𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕤𝕚𝕟 𝕦𝕡 𝕒 𝕟𝕠𝕥𝕔𝕙
𝔻𝕚𝕧𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕚𝕟 𝕢𝕦𝕚𝕔𝕜𝕤𝕒𝕟𝕕'𝕤 𝕗𝕒𝕤𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕥𝕙𝕒𝕟 𝕤𝕚𝕟𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘
Jim is talking to himself about how he is doomed to be killed in the Ender Times
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'Nice tune'
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'You had a sister? Of course you did. Should have expected it'
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'Oh sorry. Wrong world, wrong variant. Does the number four have any special meaning to you?'
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